braxton is turning three in 4 and abit weeks.
but his attitude has already hit it.
i always prepared myself for the terrible two's (which start at 18 months now)
but nobody told me about threes.
twos i can handle but threes - wowzas.
braxton has always been my wild child ever since he was born.
he does what he wants only when he wants to.
he will blatantly (no idea if i spelt that right) disobey you or ignore you if he doesn't want to do it,
and he is unapologetic about it.
he literally does his own thing, he doesn't even care if noone else wants to do it.
his thing is "i don't care i'll play by myself if you don't want to"
joovy's favourite comment to make
"oh wow i wonder where he gets it all from"
- me.
yep, i can't lie. all me.
my mum always told me "you'll get one like yourself one day"
psch what do mothers know?
oh boy, she was right.
we mirror each other's personality.
you can take toys away from him, dvd's away from him, park time away from him, send him to time-out, send him to his bed - he literally does not care.
he is always going to be the one to give me grey hairs when it comes to girls.
i was at the beach with him the other day and he started walking off,
following 2 girls in bikini's.
what two year old does that?
so wish me luck blogging world.
i'm about to feel a whole lot of gratitude for my parents raising me when i was three and not giving up.
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